Everyone has given up chasing Huronte, after all, there are only a dozen people on their side, and the most data-saving and ad-free site on mobile phones.

At this moment, an incomparably pure holy light projectile flew out, and the speed was so fast, like a spatial jump, that it instantly hit Huronte's back.

The golden light continued to corrode Huronte's back, but unfortunately, the Earth Walking Dragon, who was desperately trying to protect the Lord, still carried the seriously injured Huron back to the Beamon Army.

Orpheus sighed slightly and shook his head at Allen, his disappointment palpable.

After Allen tore off the alien space necklace and motioned for Orpheus to take the third-order dragon in, he looked at the tens of thousands of Beamon warriors a kilometer away.

The originally majestic and high-spirited Beamon warriors sat on the ground one by one, and there was no one to take care of the wounded.

The army, which has not even taken care of the wounded, can imagine how low morale has become.

Thackeray had already set up the portal, and seeing that Alan had not come, he hurriedly urged two sentences, and the commander who had killed the other party had achieved the strategic goal, and it was time to retreat.

Alan didn't reply, but stroked the stubble on his chin and looked thoughtfully at the Bimon orc warriors.

"Uncle, let's withdraw." The rock beast ran to Alan's side and advised, "Go back quickly, so that the magicians can destroy the portal, and don't reveal the magical coordinates of the camp." ”

Alan shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "Rock Beast, you used to be the commander of the First Army, do you think these orcs, with their current morale, still have the strength to fight?" ”

The rock beast looked at the Beamon orcs who were sitting on the ground for some reason, and after thinking for a moment, he suddenly stammered: "Aunt, uncle, what do you mean。。。。。 ”

Alan nodded and said, "You see, they don't have sacrifices anymore, and those Hercules main battle classes are all hung up, and the number of Pigs is the largest, but they have no weapons, and they are also wearing wooden armor." ”

The eyes of the rock beast became brighter and brighter, and he said: "The range of the porcupine warriors is limited, not to mention the armor of our camp, ordinary armor can't be worn through, the number of wolf cavalry is not large, and there is no too strong attack power, although there are many of them, but they can't make substantial lethality at all!" ”

"Then wait for a hair, tell the brothers to copy the guys." After Allen finished speaking, he took out a large handful of teleportation crystals from his arms and threw them all to the ground.

Thackeray and the gang of vindictive warriors were dumbfounded.

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Many of the surviving soldiers of the Beamon Advance Legion sat on the ground at a loss, and they subconsciously looked at the fox staff officers in the position of the Chinese army.

They lost their commanders, their grassroots commanders, the Bell Bears, the Spiritual Leaders and Sacrifices, and even those demon pets died and fled with the sacrifices.

They don't know what to do next, whether to move on, or to retreat?

A few fox clan staff officers gathered, but none of them took the lead to speak.

The advance legion had no way to go any further, they could only stop there, and could not go further into the Great Wasteland.

This is an indisputable fact, it is a fact that all of them know in their hearts, but they cannot speak of this cruel truth.

100,000 advance troops, in order to deter the barbarians of the wilderness, in order to gather troops for Shacheng to delay time, they set foot on the wilderness ancient plain.

As a result, on the first day of setting foot in the Great Wilderness, more than half of them were lost, and even the Supreme Commander and the grassroots commanders were all killed.

Not even in the most terrible nightmares.

But the truth is happening right in front of their eyes, and they would rather choose that this is a nightmare.

The furious elemental power, the earth-destroying elemental fluctuations, destroyed their morale and all their fighting spirit.

Could it be that the Terrans have mobilized all the magicians to the Great Wasteland? Just to snipe the 100,000 Beamon advance army?

The Beamon orcs couldn't find an answer, they just wanted to go home now, back to their own territory.

Perhaps the Beast Emperor would have dealt with them with the most brutal punishment, but there were no invisible magicians, no earth-destroying magical elements, no intrigues, no enemies hidden in the shadows.

"Withdraw." A fox clan staff officer opened his mouth weakly and said, "Rectify the remaining soldiers, let's withdraw." ”

Several other fox clan staff officers nodded with a frightened expression.

When the order to withdraw reached the ears of all the Bimon soldiers, many of them had a look of joy on their faces, and this was the first time they had been attacked that they had been attacked.

Unfortunately, the joy soon turned into bitterness.

Because more than a dozen portals, large and small, stood up a kilometer away from them, and after a few breaths, many figures rushed out of the portal, those figures were of different sizes, but they made them feel terrified from the bones.

A one-horned serpent about the size of a fire dragon, a tall giant, a plain dwarf riding on a mount, a barbarian warrior with fiery red armor, a beast elf riding on a giant wolf that is extremely familiar but now so unfamiliar, a fat and strong wasteland bear in iron armor, all kinds of large and medium-sized fierce beasts, a fighting warrior with a shimmering fighting spirit, and a bad old man with gray hair.

These figures, large and small, streamed out of the portal.

"Bloodhoof, Horde!" Enduring the pain of the holy flame's soul-scorching soul, Hironte pushed away the fox staff officer beside him, jumped onto the Earth Walking Dragon, and ran away without hesitation.

Because he can't run away, Alan has already led everyone to kill him.

Hurant knew that the more than 40,000 Beamon orcs who had completely lost their fighting spirit could not stop the strong Bloodhoof tribe at all, not to mention that the other party still had a powerful magic lineup.

The Bloodhoof Tribe, which has less than 1,000 people and beasts, has attacked more than 40,000 Beamon orcs.

"Skirmish formation, intersperse, cut, intersperse, cut." Alan turned the flail and shouted: "The giants take the lead, the warriors are in the center, the aviation regiment responds in the air, and the beast elves support the periphery to drive these stupid orcs out of the great wasteland." ”

"For the glory of the chief!"

This is the roar of the warriors of the warrior tribe.

"For the glory of the boss!"

This is the roar of the tribesmen and the outsiders.

"For the glory of my uncle!"

It was the roar of the warriors of the Princess's Guard.

"Whew. Woohoo woohoo! ”

It's the beasts screaming there.

The fox clan staff officers gave various orders in a panic.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack, formation!"

"Unleash the big beasts in the rear."

"Shrink the defense."

"Retreat! Retreat all. ”

"Enemy attack, don't panic, there are not many enemies!"

At this time, no one of the Bimon orcs cared about who to obey, because in the blink of an eye, the orcs and the enemy on the outskirts of the front had already encountered.

Eren took the lead and rushed into the scattered Bimon army, and with the flail swung with the blessing of his dragon power, the bodies of the Pyg warriors flew upside down as if they had been hit by a battering ram.

But there is one more efficient than him, and that is the horned wing python that transforms into a fighting stance.

If you want to fight with a powerful opponent, the horned wing python is the first to run, and no one can stop it.

But when it comes to bullying ordinary people, especially the unarmed Beamon orcs, it is more powerful than anyone else.

A mouthful of poisonous mist was sprayed, and the thick tail of the bucket was swept around, and the Beamon orc spat blood and flew up.

After another breath of poisonous mist, he straightened his body and began to roll around, crushing countless unlucky ghosts.

Whether it is a Pigg warrior or a wolf cavalry, in front of the horned wing python, they can't support a single face, either they are swept away, poisoned and lying unconscious, or they are crushed into meat patties.

The giants of the plains, led by Samson and Cleos, were also unwilling to be defeated, and began to trample on their feet.

Like beating a child to death, the giants kicked and stepped on it, and the sky was full of Beamon orcs spitting blood and dancing with their hands.

After the fox clan staff officer gave several orders, he finally released the large fierce beast behind the battle array.

A large war elephant, a Miami lion, and a smaller, multi-legged war bull.

It's a pity that these three giant beasts are of no help to the Bimon orcs, who are in a rout on the entire battlefield, and the bigger the target, the faster they will die.

Samson rushed over and kicked the Miami lion, which he couldn't even reach in his chest, and Cleos grabbed the lion's tail as a meteor hammer.

The multi-legged war bull, which was only a little larger than the wasteland storm bear, was directly targeted by the free-range spine sword tiger in the forest of the two fierce beasts.

The spine sword tiger of one female and one male was very tacit, jumped high into the air and curled its body into a ball, and then spun at high speed and slashed towards the multi-legged giant bull.

The multi-legged giant bull that had just come out of the beast cage was disemboweled by the two spine sword tigers before it could even scream.

The giant war elephants are not much better, like the road-opening wasteland storm bears, the most like to beat such a large enemy, after killing a bloody road, even crawling and jumping on the body of the giant elephant, open the bloody mouth and start to bite indiscriminately.

The poor giant war elephant howled, its nose too short to reach its back, and it had to lie on the ground and try to throw the wild bears out.

These wasteland storm bears bit for a long time and found that it didn't have much effect, so they remembered that the manager had tailored weapons for them.

The Wasteland Bears pulled out their prism spears from the iron armor behind their backs and began to stab at the giant war elephants.

Like a wine barrel that has opened the gates, the body of the giant war elephant is full of dense bloody holes, and after struggling for a while, it completely lies on the ground and does not move.

And Eren led the tribal warriors like a sharp knife, cut through the battle formation of the Beamon orcs, and then began to rampage and fight separately.

In the face of the Beamon orcs, who had no sharp weapons and armor to protect themselves, the tribal warriors wearing dragon scale armor completely gave up dodging and just threw off their arms to fight.

Demoralized, without weapons, wooden armor is useless, the three-headed beast died, the weapons were used as weapons, the fox staff officers were shot to death by the beast elves one by one, and the Orcs finally fled.